Day: March 13, 2016

It seemed appropriate, on this first day of Daylight Savings Time, to putter in the garden. The weather continues to be warm, and even with the threat of rain and thunderstorms, I surrendered to the call of the outdoors.

This time of year, as spring nears, there is much tidying to do in the garden. As plants die back in late fall, I leave the dry, brown stalks and leaves in place, to mark the locations of plants. Today, armed with long bladed shears and a white utility bucket, I moved from clump to clump, cutting down last year’s remnants and dropping them into the bucket. No need for a garden hat today!

I love being in the garden. Today I was delighted to see more plants pushing through the ground, waking from their long winter’s sleep. I glanced around occasionally, to make sure the neighbors weren’t watching, as I crooned to each tiny plant, “Hello! You are awake.” I touched the plants, smoothed mulch around them, cleared away debris. I’m very sensitive…to energy, to scents. These little herb and flower plants responded, I’m sure, by releasing their delicate aromas into the still, humid air.

This is bliss, that I’m willing to share.

Come with me, on a walking tour of my awakening paradise…

Clematis

Coneflower

Lavender

German Garlic

Bee balm

Iris

Sedum

There were many more plants stirring in the garden, than those pictured above. I’ve quit being concerned that spring has arrived too early. It has. I’m trusting these little beauties know what they are doing. Like children who sometimes pop out of bed earlier than expected, these plants are awake. I’ll take care of them, joyfully.

Fat drops of rain plopped onto my head, signaling the end of my garden puttering. I was content with what I accomplished today. I snapped a last picture, of the pair of metal cranes near the meditation area. I love having the cranes in the garden. They are, unexpectedly, a connection to Thirlestane Castle, in Lauder, Scotland. The castle has a pair of cranes that grace either side of the massive front door.

I suddenly realized that my cranes did not have names. What an oversight on my part. I decided to give them Scottish names. Calder is a Scottish word that means “stream”. That fits a crane well and ties in with my word for this year. And the other crane is now called Ainslie, which means “meadow”. That’s close enough to a garden!

Calder and Ainslie, thus christened, stand watch over my garden. Cranes are symbolic of happiness. How perfect, as sentinels of this place.

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I am a woman on a journey, sharing daily about life as it unfolds. My desire is to make Life a little more tender, and Art a little more robust, as stated so beautifully by Alan Rickman. "If only life could be a little more tender, and art a little more robust." My two fold goal for 2017 is to live with empathy, compassion and love toward myself and others....making life more tender, and to explore and develop my creativity...making art more robust. I am guided by Inspiration, In fact, the word Inspiration comes from the Middle English meaning, Divine Guidance. Join me on my journey!
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2014 - Year of Firsts
2015 - Year of Journeys
2016 - Year of Surrender